Vol 3 Chapter 4930: Long-cherished wish

"Oops!"
Shen Lang looked shocked.
Although the Conferred God List is still playing a role, due to the death of the goddess, the power has been greatly attenuated, and the power of the descending laws can no longer deprive the power of the source of the gods.
And among the demon generals sealed by the Qibao Linglong Tower, there are at least dozens of powerhouses in the Divine Origin Realm!
Once these demon ancestors escaped, the consequences would be disastrous.
Lu Ya stared at the Qibao Linglong Pagoda in front of him, and sighed, "No matter, this Daoist will help you last!"
As soon as the words fell, Daoist Lu Ya turned into a glow and rushed into the Qibao Linglong Pagoda floating in mid-air.
Suddenly, the entire Qibao Linglong Pagoda shot out thousands of blood lights, and suddenly exploded.
"Boom!!"
Accompanied by a crackling sound like the sky and the earth, the Qibao Linglong Tower released a glow that covered the sky and the sun, covering the sky above Mengjie.
The Qibao Linglong Pagoda showed its original shape under the violent energy impact, and turned into a huge tower ten million meters high. The body of the tower burst out with terrifying blood, raging across the entire Mongolian world.
At this moment, the world turned blood red.
That power is like the collapse of the heavens and the earth, breathtaking!
Shen Lang was also swallowed by this sky full of blood, but he was the only one who received the immunity and was not affected by the energy shock.
"Senior Lu Ya! What are you?"
Shen Lang showed an unbelievable expression.
He could clearly perceive that the Lu Qian rushing into the Qibao Linglong Tower actually blew his own soul, which caused such an exaggerated movement.
The deafening roar was wave after wave.
The explosion sound didn't know how long it lasted before it gradually subsided.
The Qibao Linglong Tower returned to a mini size again, and when it fell into the sand, the tower became dim and dull.
Shen Lang let out his spiritual sense, and there are no more creatures in the tower!
Lu Ya actually killed all the demon generals trapped in the tower at the expense of his own self-destruction of the soul, leaving no one to survive!
Shen Lang held the Qibao Linglong Pagoda in his hand, knelt to the ground, eagerly torn apart: "Why? Why did you sacrifice your life to help me, Senior Lu Ya? How can I, Shen Lang, be so kind to senior..."
at this time.
A faint ray of blood flew from the bleak Qibao Linglong Tower, turning into a vague phantom, which was Lu Ya's unfavorable spiritual will.
"Boy, you don't know anything. Since the demon girl sacrificed Pangu's heart, the body of the Taoist Lord has been destroyed, leaving only the soul to be stored in your body."
"After losing the main body, the primordial spirit of the Dao Sovereign will die sooner or later. Anyway, it will be dead. The Dao Sovereign will simply destroy the group of demon generals for you...It can be regarded as satisfying the long-cherished wish of Fu Xi."
Lu Ya Xuanying laughed at himself and sighed.
In the old days, Emperor Fuxi used the art of dreaming to refine Pangu's heart to create Lu Ya. Although Lu Ya had some criticisms of Fuxi on the surface, he always recognized Fuxi as the master in his heart.
Before his death, Fuxi had instructed Lu Ya to protect the human domain as much as possible with his spiritual thoughts.
Whether it was fighting the second prince of the Demon Realm in the last realm war, or preventing the goddess from taking over Shen Lang in this realm war, and exploding the soul to destroy the demons and generals of the Demon Realm, Lu Yi did everything in fulfillment of Fuxi. The will of the year.
"Shen Lang boy, this is the true blood of the ancestral witch left by the demon girl, you can use it."
Lu Ya Xuying stretched out his right hand, a cloud of golden blood condensed in his palm, releasing the dazzling brilliance of the sun.
Shen Lang's heart trembled, and the blood in Lu Ya's palm was about the size of a fist, and it was already able to fill the entire Baolian Lantern!
Lu Ya Xuying lifted his palm, and the golden blood glowing like the sun slowly flew towards Shen Lang.
"Senior great grace, juniors will never forget!"
Shen Lang took away the blood, bowed and thanked him.
"This Daoist has solved the big trouble for you today, and future generations must not forget to set me a longevity tablet, so that I can worship..."
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Ya's vague phantom completely turned into a blue smoke, dissipated in the wind and collapsed.
Shen Lang couldn't calm down for a long time.
"When the human domain is reborn, the younger generation will definitely set up the tablet of longevity for you, for the world to worship."
Shen Lang knelt on the ground and knocked his head several times to express his respect and gratitude.
However, this is not over yet.
After Lu Qian's spirit and will dissipated, another Heavenly Dao-class Zhibaoshan Heji Tu in midair burst out abruptly with a manic black glow of magic light and roared loudly.